-her secret,

She has a secret,

noone knows but that one person;

they met online, now that person is her other half;

she doest know what to do because she wants noone to know.

she doesnt even want that person to know how much they mean to her;

because shes confused about everything.

somethimes she loves, sometimes she dont

(or is that possible)

something has to come to an conclusion

a secret cant last forever

-nightmare,

shes exhausted, and ready to get a roof over her head;

finally her and her besfrennn have a place to sleep;

he was nice ,bought them something to eat and drink;

they thought it was all cool and collect, so they finally felt the need to sleep;

she was so sleepy ,the dreams she have everynight didnt even come about;

she moved in her sleep, just like most humans do;

instead of moving to go back to sleep, she moved to her heart beating;

beating until it felt like it was about to come out of her chest.

she felt air, flowing through her pajama pants;

she felt him on top of her, as if he didnt care if she were sleep or not.

she jumped up and yelled WTF! but in a whisper. and asked what was he doing;

as if she didnt know.

all he said was coming in here to crash with you ladies; its uncomfortable on the couch;

it was his bed ; his house. so what can she do;

he layed upon her back .gently rubbin on her.

she felt something wet in the middle of her back;

shes pinching her bestfrenn.,desperate for her to wake up;

this was no nightmare

i now hear the birds chriping,lights clicking, and everyone getting ready to start their day;

instead i sit hear in distraught and sadness,

the killing part about it is....

theres nothing i can point my finger on;

im just a big disaster all in one.

everything hurts.

im crushed;

and the only thing i ask is for someone to care.

is that so hard? what did i do?

instead of having a peacful sleep and jolly dreams;

i cry until i cant take it anymore

and fall asleep with demand.

as my pillow is wet the tears that rolled down my face.

instead of trying to catch them i let them fall.

i let them hit my shirt as if i didnt need;

i dont have anyone anyway;

-no im not okay..my heart♥is crushedd

what do you do when you cant sleep at night

and all you can hear is thoughts in your mind;

what do you do when the rain falls

and all you can smell is the natures essence.

what do you do when you feel like you have no life

and all you can do is sit in a dark room and listen to the melody of sound that the artist youre listening to

what do you do when your scared

and has no one to comfort nor hold you at night

what do you do when your thoughts take over

and all you can do is look up at the white ceiling in the dark

what do you do when you cry

but never knows what your crying for

well you wanna know what I do;

i think my life away and

I just wait...

p.s. YOU are the only one you have

memento mori:

dont forget your mantality,

we all came from a womens vagina,

no matter if your famous, poor ect.

we all have to die.

its lonely and dark;

the only thing glittering is her eyes.

from the tears about to roll upon her face;

shes sitting there thinking;

does he really love me,or is it just a game.

shell know pretty soon;

her pillows are wet;

and her hands are sticky,

from river flowing down her face;

her mind is wondering;

her stomach hurts,

and shes hungry.

shes pregnant;

there is silence;

the only thing you can hear is ,

the blood dropping frm her wrist.

shes waiting for the phone to ring;

thats all she wants to hear.

all of a sudden....

BOOM!

it sounds if someones knocking on the door;

she sits there in silence.

and is filled with fear;

she cant see nothing;

but the moon gazing thru the window.

and the shadow of her hair all over in the walls;

shes hallucinating;

CLICK!

she hears a clicking noise;

but doesnt see anyting in site.

her stomachs turning.

all of a sudden the noise goes away;

her mind is wondering everywhere.

and and the drugs are making her sweat and jumpy;

she couldnt take it anymore;

she grabbed the clip,she grabbed the bullet.

thought for second;

POW!

the phone rings.

but no answer....

shell never know;

the ex-file

sometimes i wonder, does he still love me?
NO; because idgaf!
sometimes i wonder, does he think about me when hes with her?
NO; because if he did he would be here and not there!
sometimes i wonder would i ever give him another chance?
NO; because i hate him!
sometimes i wonder, does he miss the hugs and the gloomy eyed stares?
NO; because he never cared!
sometimes i wonder, will we ever be friends again?
NO; because i wish we never met!
sometimes i wonder, was he ever in love?
NO; because who falls in love with someone like me?
sometimes i wonder, does he wish i would call him?
NO; because thats why this poem is called the EX-FILES`

were it all starteddd!

FAMiliA! TE AMO,

REAL mc`s (REAL HIPHOP)

goinnn to the gymm makess me sweat my problems out

real beauty; naturalbeauty<------

DREAM!

my dreams arent like everyone elses;
my dreams are sometimes to dark for me to handle;
i dream about fighting with animals;
surrounded by desert and its scortching hot;
to hot that i cant handle;
all of a sudden a big dog comes;
im competing with the dog;
i was allergic to the dog and my face swelled up in my dream;
iwake up thinking, what the hell type of dream was that?!
AND WHY DOES THE INSIDE OF MY UPPERLIP HURT?
(if it was just a dream)??

you may know me , but you dont know me

The gurl who hidd behind her hair

She wore earrings, weaves, and accesories to hide behind the hurt;

She couldnt stand being seen thru.

Her hair was beautiful and had many meanings to it;

She hated it.

She seemed happy all the time, quite jolly actually.;

If only the human beings surrounded her knew.

Human beings seemed to not understand her problems;

So she turned to her hair.

Her hair was permed, matted, and unhealthy;

She did it when she had nothing else to do.

Her hair got fed up with her taking out her problems on it, and gave up on her. didnt want to hear any non sense anymore;

She had no choice but to cut it off.

Her permed hair gave up on her;

And now her natural hair is here for her.

Her natural hair didnt care what anyone thought;

Her natural hair was healthy and thats what she needed.

When she cut her hair off, there was this releif that took over her with joy;

No more hiding.

Its the time to feel free of the stress and problems.

It was time to stop hiding behind her hair;

- Jhanee`

My dark side;

Alot of people seem to think they know me; well they DONT!

My name is jhanee; and thats what you know;

it going to stay like that,

welcome to my page!